Käännös: DOA. Burn It Down.
no one judges me there's no way nobody wants them all the prison walls - burn it down. we won't let them stand - burn it down i got to burn them down - burn it down
a chin Follows next a period spannin' Four long years with James Buchanan Then the South starts shootin' cannon And we've got a civil war A war, a war
la, la, la, hey! Sing along now Sing along What I'd give to turn it off And make it stop, make it stop You gotta make it stop, so all that I can hear Is a
people know Ask 'em my questions and get some answers What's a fire and why does it What's the word? Burn When's it my turn? When's it my turn to be
tracks to burn I stay on my J O B Nigga, me, P Diddy, B R O B The more hits we make, more money to burn The more fame we get, niggas get concerned It
I dunno how hes done it but my lawyer is a gee for keepin me outta pen If it wernt for him and my paps, I'd be lookin at a 10 We all used to shot food
o Felix o Harry o Jumps o Ollie o Ryan o Will o Empire Horns o Highlights o
without a Clue Clue CHORUS 1 [Kardinal Offishall] Down to da "Brown Brown Brown" Down to da "Brown Brown Brown" Ayo my Circle gets down to da "Brown Brown Brown" Down
a thang Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam And to Hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang Put it down hard for my dogs that's
ticked It's a rap, I was down, when I was down I was kicked I got up, I'm 'bout to punch ya to the ground, ya trick It's a trap, fuck my last CD, that
motherfucker just a swangin' my hair Bitch quit talkin', crip walk if you down with the set Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope from this jet Out of town, put it down
a...)/Berlin] (I'm a man) I'm a boy. (I'm a man) Well, I'm your mother. (I'm a man) I'm a one-night stand. (I'm a man) Am I by? (I'm a man) I'm your
how much you want it In '91 I'm runnin' from the fuckin' cops, don't ya know it That bitch was tryna' find a hidin' spot, he show it Know niggas that'd
, squashed it ordained it Better yet sustained the flurry Hide in the fury, but the ways of a broad Don?t mean you?ve died out of my life I?m hurt, burn
it be nine, may it be a gauge, may it be a shank Any way you come I'm in your motherfuckin shit, mate Huh, a nigga bustin' caps, smokin' fires Quick to bring it
(A.E. on the tracks) Jammin' my music live (Soulja Boy Tell 'Em) His own fault it's a gas DJ turn me up, do not turn me down Just gon' turn me up Roscoe
